Moon Shifter 02 - Primal Possession

out the window, he finally spoke, his voice hoarse. “Yeah. I’d have run fast and far the fucking
moment
I met her if I’d known this could happen.”
    Liam was quiet after that. Knowing what he knew now, he wished he’d done the same thing. There wasn’t anything else to say. The drive through town was short. Following the directions Ryan had given him last night, he kept going until he found himself in the middle of a quiet, upper-middle-class neighborhood downtown.
    American flags were displayed proudly from most houses, the fallen leaves were all raked, and all the houses were neat and tidy. No chipping paint jobs or rusty cars in any driveways. A far cry from the trailer park the other APL member they’d hunted down lived at. Guess social status didn’t matter as long as these assholes had a common goal.
    “You sure this is it?” Jayce asked as they pulled into the driveway of a two-story farmhouse-style home.
    “This is his last known address. According to Ryan, his wife and two kids still live here.”
    “This bastard has kids?” Jayce growled.
    Liam nodded. “Two little girls, so try to tread lightly. We want information, but we don’t want this guy so shitting-his-pants afraid he’ll tell us anything to make us go away.”
    “Don’t tell me how to do my job.”
    Liam rolled his eyes and ignored him as he got out of the vehicle. Jayce wasn’t thinking like a trained warrior or an enforcer right now. He wasn’t thinking at all. If hecouldn’t keep a level head, they’d be screwed. Stepping around a fallen pink bike, they strode up the walkway. Liam rang the doorbell once.
    A few moments later the door opened and a pretty blond woman stood before them. She eyed Liam curiously and Jayce with blatant fear. Probably because Jayce looked like a hardened biker or gang member with the scar on his face and shaved head. The fact that he was staring unblinking at her with those scary gunmetal gray eyes definitely wasn’t helping their cause.
    “Uh…h-hi?” she stammered.
    “Hi, we’re here to speak with your husband.” Liam tried to keep his voice soothing.
    She glanced over her shoulder, then back at them. “Um…”
    “Honey, who is it?” A male voice called out.
    “Some men here to see you.” There was fear in her voice and he wasn’t sure if it was because she knew what they were, or because her husband had just gotten out of prison and now had two big strangers showing up to see him.
    He rounded a corner and when he saw them, his face paled to a deathly white. He faltered for a moment but quickly hurried down the tiled hallway and expertly blocked his wife with his body. Liam might not like the guy, but he could respect him for protecting his family. “Honey, this’ll just be a second.”
    “But—”
    “I’ve got to talk to these guys outside. Go finish making breakfast for the girls.” Without waiting for a response, he stepped out onto the porch and pulled the door shut behind him. With his gaze on Liam, he held up both his hands in a defensive gesture. “I just got out of prison. I don’t want any trouble.”
    “And you won’t get any if you tell us what we want to know.” Jayce’s voice was low and threatening and held more animal in it than human.
    Liam wanted to punch him for being such a dumbass. They couldn’t have this guy so scared he wouldn’t talk. Or worse, tell them whatever he thought they wanted to hear.
    “Who are you?” William asked Jayce cautiously.
    “He’s a friend of mine,” Liam said. “We’re not here to cause problems for you, but we need some information.”
    He glanced over his shoulder even though the door was shut. “I’m done with the APL. After I got sent away, I thought my wife was going to leave me. Hell, if I hadn’t got out so quickly, I think she would have. I’m done with all that shit and I don’t want any more trouble.”
    “You have information we need.”
    He shrugged, the action jerky and nervous. “I already told you everything I knew last time, remember?” The man held up his crooked thumb, which hadn’t healed properly.
    “Yeah, you told me your boss’s name, but that’s it.”
    “I don’t know any more than that. Everything is really compartmentalized with them. They don’t trust outsiders and I hadn’t been a member very long.”
    “What about safe houses?” Liam asked.
    The man gave a confused look, but Liam didn’t buy it. “What?”
    “You’d planned to take December for your boss. Do I